When the lame man came forward, Lin Qi was standing by the wine cabinet staring at those young people, and he was almost crazy to watch the young man who led the team carefully wiping his palms with a white silk scarf. The young man's fingers moved, and the ring on his hand swayed one charming halo after another in the light.

Lin Qi's blood rushed almost all into his brain and heart, his body was hot, and sweat continued to flow.

"This guy is really rich!" Because of high blood pressure, Lin Qi, who was blackened in front of him, swallowed and foamed with difficulty, his nose shook violently, and Lin Qi continued to take deep breaths, and it was easy to suppress the crazy flame in his heart. With his hands hidden in his sleeves, Lin Qi's fingers stroked the triggers of the two small crossbows in his sleeves again and again, and several times he almost couldn't control himself, and almost raised his hand to attack the young man.

Gold, yellow gold, gemstones, sparkling gemstones. Lin Qi let out a low groan, and covered his heart with his right hand. He breathed deeply, and it was easy to control his breathing, allowing the boiling hot blood to flow slowly throughout his body, avoiding the risk of sudden death from a heart burst or a cerebrovascular explosion.

"What a good fat sheep, but why did they come to the lame shop?"

Lin Qi frantically cursed in his heart a qiē god he knew, no matter what god sent this group of fat sheep to the lame shop, from today onwards, this god has become Lin Qi's mortal enemy. The young man's bejeweled right hand, Lin Qi had never seen such a valuable right hand in his life.

Lin Qi has the most simple, simple and simple worldview in the world, in his opinion, there are only two currencies in the world, his money and other people's money, only the rich and the poor, and only the two items of valuable treasures and worthless garbage.

Let some rich people become poor, take away their valuable treasures, and let other people's money become their own money, this is Lin Qi's ideal, this is his pursuit, this is his life goal. His life is built on money, and without it, his life is bleak.

This young man's right hand is like a beacon on a lighthouse, illuminating a long distance on Lin Qi's long road of life.

"It's a pity, this is the territory of the lame!" Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Lin Qi lowered his hands, released the bowstring of the crossbow, and carefully hid the two highly poisonous crossbow arrows in the leather pouch inside his belt. He stepped out of the dark shadow of the wine cabinet, smiled and lay down on the long wine table, and made a neck-slashing gesture to the young man.

"Oriental, for the sake of your love for having the same blood as my ancestors, I solemnly remind you! This is the lame shop, and this is the lame uncle's territory. You dare to beat up the most beautiful and cutest maid under his command, you are finished!"

Lin Qi's words were full of malice, and he was eager to provoke a fight between the lame shop and these big fat sheep in black cloaks. At this moment, he had already made a plan, only by letting these big fat sheep and the lame shop clash with him, he would have a chance to fish in troubled waters and get enough benefits from these people.

For the sake of gold coins, Lin Qi can cooperate with the cripple, and for more gold coins, Lin Qi can sell the cripple without hesitation.

The white-faced young man pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a high-minded arrogant sneer, his left hand behind his back, slightly bent his waist, and slowly walked to the long wine cabinet. He squinted and looked the lame man up and down for a while, then glanced at Lin Qi again, his right hand retracted into his cloak, and when his hand was taken out again, he already had an extra gold bar in his hand that was half a foot long.

Gently placing the gold bars on the greasy wine cabinet, the white-faced young man said in a proficient Western continental language: "I am Jiang Yong, according to your habits, you can call me 'Jiang', or call me Jiang Chief." ”

With a strange smile that made the scalp tingle, Jiang Yong said softly: "I apologize deeply for that girl. But please understand that I'm not used to getting people too close to me. ”

Sighing lightly, Jiang Yong lightly tapped the gold bars on the wine cabinet with his fingers. His white, thin fingers silently pierced through the gold bars, and his fingers sank deep into the wine cabinet made of century-old oak boards, and pierced a transparent hole in the inch-thick cabinet.

The heroes, who had just been arrogant and wanted to take advantage of the fat sheep, returned to their seats at the same time, raised their wine glasses, and made a loud noise again. The three dancers enthusiastically pulled their thighs and kept kicking Bai Huahua's long legs, causing the heroes to let out passionate laughter and howls. The tavern will instantly return to normal, and the smell of sweat and wine will fill the air again.

Two servants of the lame shop lifted Lisa, who was unconscious, and soon exited the boiling tavern and disappeared.

Lin Qi, who was standing beside the lame, gasped, and he looked at Jiang Yongyi in astonishment

Terrifying strength, this guy called Jiang Yong is afraid that he doesn't have the strength of a high-level knight? Except for those legendary high-level knights who can split boulders with **, Lin Qi doesn't know what other monster can do such a thing as Jiang Yong. Flesh and blood can penetrate gold bars, and what are his fingers made of?

This is not a fat sheep, but a beast with colorful hair, and although the fur of the beast is valuable, it is obviously unwise to risk his life for the sake of gold coins. Unless it can be proved that this Jiang Yong has enough huge wealth to make Lin Qi's heart move, just those rings on his hands are not enough for Lin Qi to make a move.

Of course, if Lin Qi knew that Jiang Yong really had a huge amount of wealth, Lin Qi would let Jiang Yong know that even if he had strong strength, he should never carry too much wealth into the territory of the Iron Fist Brotherhood.

After a deep glance at Jiang Yong, Lin Qi walked out of the wine cabinet and sat down at a wine table with Enzo and Vic. He shouted for wine and barbecue, and giggled at the bold and wild dance of the dancing girl.

That is, in the blink of an eye, the lame man had already left the wine cabinet with Jiang Yong and his entourage.

Only Lin Qi, who had been watching them out of the corner of his eye, noticed how they left, especially when several of Jiang Yong's entourages had their cloaks lifted by the legs of the table as they walked, revealing the dark cyan robes inside them.

A strange robe, embroidered with a strange creature, which looks like a python, but with a mouth full of sharp teeth, and four claws on its body, which look like the claws of a rooster. The creature was fierce and ferocious, yet gorgeous and magnificent, with a wicked allure that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Orientals!"

Raising his wine glass and taking a sip, Lin Qi said vaguely: "This is Boleili City, the territory of my Uncle Lin Qi's Iron Fist Brotherhood!"

Squinting his eyes, Lin Qi whispered: "Vic, let people stare at them, I want to know how much money they brought!"

The skinny Vic stuffed a large piece of fat into his mouth, nodded busily, and casually touched the ass of the maid who passed by.

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